Lucian glanced at the guard who stepped forward to help him, his lips curling up coldly.
The guard stiffened at the look, he was uncomfortable with that gaze, over the years he had worked in the Sterling family he had always looked at Lucian from a distance.
Having him too close and letting him lean on him was already a tedious task, he could feel his head thumping hard in his chest.
Right from the time Lady Helena summoned him for this task, he had felt restless, but with the task approved by the Old Man… he was left with no option.
Lucian wasn't bothered about whatever thought was going through the guard's head; his body was getting more uncomfortable as the clock ticked away with seconds.
His heartbeat drummed painfully in his ears, the crawling warmth spreading through his chest and sinking lower.
The haze trying to swallow his mind. His control was slipping.
